The stuntman's acting skills exploded and Mr. Song capsized in the gutter.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Chi."

Chi Yu raised his eyes, and a face that made him grit his teeth suddenly came into view.

Even if it was just a night of bad luck, he still recognized who the man was at a glance.

As expected, people are so unlucky that even drinking water is stuck between their teeth.

I just got slapped by my scumbag father, and now I can run into this bastard Yan Dong wherever I go.

Thinking of himself who had "passed among thousands of flowers without even a single leaf touching his body" and how he was anally fucked by some bastard not long ago, Chi Yu looked angrily and grinded his back molars: "Why are you here?"

"I live here." Yan Dong leaned forward slightly and poked his head out of the car window. The faint smile in his eyes softened his cold features: "Where are you going?"

Chi Yu glanced at him coldly and did not answer.

Yan Dong did not give up and continued to ask: "Where are you going?"

Chi Yu glared at him fiercely: "What does it have to do with you?"

No matter how fiercely the little cat raised its claws, it still didn't pose any threat.

The corner of Yan Dong's mouth raised a slight arc: "Get in the car."

"what?"

"I send you."

Chi Yu gave him a look: "No need."

After saying that, he turned around and walked forward.

The dim light stretched his back very long, showing a bit of stubborn loneliness and desolation.

Yan Dong watched intently, not knowing what he thought of. He smiled helplessly, started the car and followed slowly.

After Chi Yu walked dozens of meters, he realized that the other party was following him, stopped, looked at the cold and smiling face, and said sullenly: "What on earth do you want to do?"

"I send you."

"No..." A gust of cold wind blew, and Chi Yu shivered suddenly. Thinking of having to resist the cold night and walk for more than ten minutes to get a taxi, he had no choice but to compromise: "Okay."

He walked straight to the back seat and reached for the car door, but found that it wouldn't open.

Yan Dong's magnetic voice was low: "Sit in front."

Chi Yu hesitated, walked around the front of the car, opened the passenger door, sat in and fastened his seat belt obediently.

He raised his eyes and scanned the interior of the car. The latest limited edition Bentley was worth nearly nine figures and there were only ten of them in the world.

What man wouldn’t want to own a car that shows his identity and status like this?

Chi Yu was quickly attracted by the car and didn't notice Yan Dong's fiery eyes at all.

Yan Dong stared at his red and swollen left cheek for two seconds, then subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, rubbing it gently with his fingertips.

Chi Yu suddenly froze when a cold touch came to his cheek.

When he realized what the other person was doing, he came back to his senses and quickly moved his body back against the car window to avoid the big, generous hand: "What are you doing?" The voice was extremely sharp.

Seeing his eyes glaring angrily and his face full of vigilance, Yan Dong's eyes tingled almost imperceptibly for a moment.

His hands paused in the air for half a second and then rested on the steering wheel. He stared at the fingerprints on Chi Yu's face without blinking and asked in a gentle voice, "Who hit him?"

Perhaps because his voice was too gentle and his eyes were too focused and deep, Chi Yugang's thorns quickly retracted.

He pouted: "My dad."

"Does it hurt?" A sexy and gentle voice sounded in the narrow space, stirring the heartstrings and making people involuntarily intoxicated.

"Huh?" Chi Yu was slightly confused after catching the undisguised distress in Yan Dong's eyes.

He and Yan Dong just drank together once and had sex after drinking. After all, they were just strangers who knew each other's names. Why did Yan Dong give him a familiar feeling.

Especially the emotion in Yan Dong's eyes when he looked at him, as if the two had known each other for a long time.

Chi Yu blinked his dark eyes and looked at him in confusion, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Yan Dong: "Where are you going?"

Chi Yu blinked his eyelashes: "Go home."

After he reported a list of addresses, Yan Dong stepped on the accelerator, and the black Bentley drove into the night.

The carriage was very quiet, and Chi Yu was bored, so he had to take out his mobile phone and watch short videos to pass the time.

"Xiaoyu." Yan Dong suddenly called him.

"Huh?" Chi Yu subconsciously looked up, his eyes showing confusion again.

Why did Yan Dong's voice when he called him "Xiaoyu" resemble the voice that had appeared countless times in his dreams?

Could it be that I really knew Yan Dong before?

But among the people I have known over the years, there is no one named Yan Dong.

Chi Yu blinked his eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and rolled his eyes at him: "We are not familiar with each other, so you are not allowed to call me that."

Yan Dong raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a half-smile, "I'm not allowed to call you Xiaoyu. Could it be that you want me to call you Yuyu?"

"..." Chi Yu's face was filled with dark lines, and he squinted his eyes and threatened fiercely: "If you dare to call me Yuyu, I will let Yan Yi cripple you."

"Who is Yan Yi?"

"My best friend and brother."

"Is he great?"

"Of course it's great."

Yan Dong's slender fingers with clear joints tapped on the steering wheel twice, pretending to be difficult: "You don't let me call you Xiaoyu and Yuyu, then what should I call you?"

"Chi Yu or Chi Shao, you choose."

"Okay, Chi Yu." Yan Dong smiled and compromised.

Chi Yu didn't want to talk to him, so he put away his phone and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Yan Dong noticed that his eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time, and there was a hint of smile in his deep eyes, but he did not expose him.

The Chi family is about half an hour's drive from where Chi Yu lives, and soon the car stops at the door of the villa.

Chi Yu, who had closed his eyes and pretended to sleep all the way, opened his eyes when he heard the sound of brakes.

He pretended to have just woken up, yawned lazily, and said without sincerity: "Thank you for sending me home."

Without waiting for Yan Dong to say anything, Chi Yu opened the car door, got out of the car, closed the door, turned around, and left... The whole movement was smooth and smooth, as if staying with Yan Dong for one more second would kill him.

Soon, his figure disappeared into the night.

Yan Dong turned his head and looked at the place where Chi Yu had been sitting just now, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"Jinghong, do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

"On the grounds of receiving an anonymous report that Chi's Catering has hygienic problems, you will take people to investigate tomorrow and have all Chi's Catering chain stores shut down for half a month for rectification."

"Why did Chi offend you, and you want to punish her like this?"

Yan Dong frowned, remembering Chi Yu's red and swollen cheeks, and almost crushed the phone to pieces with his slender fingers: "Chi didn't offend me, but Chi Jianhai hit someone who shouldn't be hit."

After hanging up the phone, he turned sideways, resting one hand on the steering wheel, looking at the lighted room on the second floor of the villa, and the rich emotion in his eyes saddened the desolation of the night.